What sweet, what happy days had I, When dreams made Time Eternity!

Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-content, Thou knowest of no strange continent; Thou hast not felt thy bosom keep A gentle motion with the deep; Thou hast not sa…

It was the Rainbow gave thee birth, And left thee all her lovely hues

They sniffed, poor things, for their green fields, They cried so loud I could not sleep: For fifty thousand shillings down I would not sail again with sheep.